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His undying devotion

Irene Hensley, the Daughter of a director fell in love with her junior at school-Ethan, who loved her dearly. Having strict parents, she had a hard time dating him. "Ethan, let's break up," One day, Irene said despite feeling pain inside and forced Ethan to part ways. "I understand. I hope you won't regret today's decision and remember my words." Those were the last words he said to her before leaving. However, ten years later, she broke free from her family's confinement and decided to live for herself without getting married. After several attempts, she got accepted for a job where she ran into the company's CEO. The face looked awfully familiar yet foreign as she felt nostalgic and her loud heartbeat. Being suspicious, she observed every move of the CEO, who turned out to be the person she thought he was-Ethan Marc. He later sent a marriage proposal to her home and they arranged everything without Irene's opinion. ___ "Didn't I say I'll never let you go? Was my words a joke to you? You'll pay for the words you said by staying with me." Ethan pinned her down to the bed while whispering in her ear, "The soft guy you knew is long gone." ___ Even though Irene and Ethan were able to start anew, another devastation of their relationship is soon to appear. When there are optimistic times, there's also desperation which was no different in Irene's life.

AS_Tomoki · Urbano
Classificações insuficientes
43 Chs

Touch Of Champagne [18+]

I could hear the sound of his voice, low and seductive, whispering in my ear. "Are you ready to be rewarded for your irresistible cuteness?" 

Despite the blindfold covering my eyes, I felt every delicate touch of his hands and the sensation of his lips on every part of my body sent shivers of desire through my soul.

"Aah...!" I moaned as he massaged my breasts and gently fondled my nipples. His tongue savored my neck as he returned the mark I had left on him earlier.

It felt as if multiple hands were all over my body, even though there were only two. I finally understood why people had a fetish for covering their eyes while doing it.

"Where is your mind drifting?" he asked, shoving me and pinning my hands down on the bed. "Focus only on me," he commanded in a low voice.

With that, he started sucking on my nipples as his other hand went down, rubbing my clit. 

My head was tilted back at the pleasure I was feeling from his touches.